You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Fellow Taoist, please introduce yourself. My name is Wang Feng."

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he made a random move with his right hand, and the air around him gathered violently. In the highly compressed air, he forcefully pulled out a long knife.

The long knife exuded an extremely violent aura, and just the aura made the surrounding space tremble.

"Kill the genius of our race and destroy our Donghuang City. Today is the day you die."

Ye Lin put his hands behind his back, and he slowly pulled out the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword. For a moment, their eyes met in the void, and a terrifying fighting spirit rose up.

"Oh? If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Wang Feng just smiled faintly.

Looking at the peerless figure in the distance, Zhao Zilong's eyes were shining brightly. This was his idol. This was the idol of casual cultivators in the world, Ye Lin.

"come on."

For a moment, Zhao Zilong silently cheered for Ye Lin.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know how to call you?"

Wang Feng did not rush to take action, but asked softly.

"Didn't you just come after me this time? Now I'm standing in front of you, and you don't recognize me?"

Ye Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Feng.

"Oh? Ye Lin? A battle in the sky."

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

As long as he kills Ye Lin, he can seize his destiny and naturally bear the fate of the human race.

I was really dozing off and gave me a pillow, and when I was worried about where to look for Ye Lin, Ye Lin came to my door. It seems that luck is still favoring me in this life.

"Come."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he went to the sky with Wang Feng.

The noise caused by their battle was too great, and it was possible that the entire Donghuang City would be razed to the ground. To be on the safe side, it was better to fight in the sky.

On the other side, Mo Feng was forced back by Zhao Kuang, and there were numerous large and small scars on his body.

In a serious fight, he is no match for Zhao Kuang.

Whether it's talent, foundation, or combat awareness, there's no difference.

"You are proud enough to die in my hands."

Zhao Kuang smiled coldly, he was the top genius ranked over 600 on the genius list, but what about in front of him? Just a nobody from Beizhou.

Being able to die in his own hands, the other party is indeed proud enough.

"Die."

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Kuang stopped holding back, and then punched out. This punch would definitely kill Mo Yun.

Just when he was about to succeed, the void in front of Mo Yun shattered, and a young man walked out of the broken void. The young man gently reached out and held Zhao Kuang's fist in his hand. For a moment, Zhao Kuang was unable to move.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Zhao Kuang looked even more shocked.

"Long Aotian!!!"

"Zhao Kuang, I have never figured it out, why do you want to be a dog?"

Long Aotian waved his hand casually, and Zhao Kuang's body flew out like a ball.

Long Aotian, on the other hand, had no intention of letting Zhao Kuang go. He kept following Zhao Kuang and kept attacking, one slap after another on Zhao Kuang's face.

"Crack."

"With your talent, Taiyi Wuyou is perfect, why do you want to be a dog?"

"Crack."

"I thought I saved your life in the first place. Is this how you repay me?"

"Crack."

"If I had known you were like this, I shouldn't have saved you."

"Crack."

"You don't have a trace of remorse? Where is your fighting spirit to never admit defeat at that moment?"

"Crack."